When Nyla saw that it was Clark, a flash of wariness crossed her eyes. She immediately went to the security office to report the situation. Two security guards quickly went downstairs to her building and caught Clark lurking around. They promptly escorted him out of the complex.

Clark's face was particularly grim when he saw Nyla standing at the security office, and his humiliation was evident.

He approached the security office door and said coldly, "Nyla, come out. I have something to ask you!"

With four to five security guards present, Nyla felt secure and wasn't worried about what Clark might do. She stepped outside but stopped a few meters away from him. "What do you want to ask?" she inquired.

Although she preferred not to engage with Clark, she didn't want him pestering her and affecting her mood either.

Clark gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "Was the infertility report you gave me back then something you deliberately faked to avoid having my child?!"

His tone was filled with accusation and anger, which Nyla found somewhat amusing.

do you ask that?" she

pregnant with Damon's child right after we divorced?!" Clark demanded. Hearing this, Nyla suddenly realized that she had only been intimate with

Nyla's gaze shift to one of sympathy, Clark's anger flared. "What's with that look?! Did you secretly take birth control pills

If I didn't get pregnant over those three years, shouldn't

insulted. How could he be infertile?! It had to be that Nyla hadn't wanted children with him and had been taking pills on purpose! "I won't believe a word you say!" he

tone was mocking, each word a sharp thorn in Clark's heart, almost pushing him to the brink of losing

this. You'd better

"Even if I did take the pills, so what? We're divorced now. Are you planning to sue me? can't be bothered to argue with you. Just get out

she

clenched tightly at his

a child during

matter how much Nyla hated him, she would have stayed for the sake of a

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